Chapter 107: What Kind of Rtionship It is in Hazel’s Eyes


    The wound on Sophia’s hand was not serious, though it looked a little scary. While in prison, she


    suffered more serious injuries.


    Hannah took out the scald cream from the medicine box and handed it to her. Sophia was about to


    reach out to get it, but Hannah took it back: "Miss Carter, let me do that for you."


    Sophia was taken aback, and she realized something, so she turned to look upstairs.


    There was no one near the railing of the second floor. But there was a little gap in the study room that


    revealed the secret.


    Sophia lowered her eyebrows, as if she was thinking about something.


    After the medicine was applied, Sophia went back to her room to rest. With much pressure in heart,


    Sophia tossed in bed for a long time before falling asleep. She didn’t know how long it took. It was still


    in the midnight when Sophia opened her eyes in a daze. She found that the door of her room was


    opened, and a white figure floated in.


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    The horrible memory that she had almost forgotten shed in her brain quickly. Sophia stiffened. She


    sat up abruptly, and picked up the pillow to throw at the white figure floating towards her.


    When she was about to find something else and continue to throw towards the figure, Stephen''s


    irritable voice sounded: "Sophia, what are you doing?"


    Sophia held the water ss she wanted to throw firmly in her hand, staring in shock at the figure that


    became clear before her gradually. And she asked uncertainly: "Mr. Berry?"


    When Stephen finished working and nned to take a rest, he thought of Sophia''s hand burned by


    coffee, and was worried, so he went down to take a look. He had nned toe in quietly to take a


    look, and then go upstairs to rest, but he didn''t expect...


    Sophia held the water ss by both hands: "Mr. Berry, it''s sote. What can I do for you?"


    After being caught, an abnormal red appeared on Stephen''s face. Fortunately, it was so dark at night,


    so Sophia couldn''t see his expression clearly.


    "Mr. Berry?" Seeing him not speaking, Sophia asked him again.


    Stephen coughed slightly, and said coldly and unsatisfactorily: "Ie here to tell you that you don''t


    need to make breakfast tomorrow! The food you cooked taste bad, so, I don''t want to eat them


    anymore!"


    Sophia: "..." You had been eating for such a long time!


    The room was quiet, and Sophia was alone again. Sophia put down the water ss, and took the


    pillow that Stephen had thrown at the end of the bed back to the head, andy on the bed.


    Lying down this time, Sophia was rxed: Stephen still disliked her very much. Some of her previous


    thoughts werepletely ttering herself...


    Emmanuel’s shirt was dried overnight. Sophia sorted it out, and put it in a paper bag. She gave it to


    Hazel when everyone had gone out to eat at noon: "This is Emmanuel’s shirt. I took it away when he


    rescued me. Would you please help me return it to Emmanuel?"


    Hazel looked at Sophia and suggested, "Sophia, do you have time tonight? How about I ask my brother


    to have dinner with us? You can return the shirt to him in person."


    Sophia shook her head: "I still have something to do tonight, so, please help me give the shirt to


    Emmanuel."


    Hazel was silent for a moment. She didn''t want to ask originally, but thinking of her brother''s sincerity


    towards Sophia, she did not hold back, and asked: "Sophia, you and Mr. Berry..."


    "There is nothing between us!" Sophia answered quickly.


    Hazel asked skeptically, "Really?"


    Sophia nodded solemnly: "It’s true. In this world, I may have a rtionship with any man, but it''s


    impossible for me to have a rtionship with Mr. Berry as you thought."


    Seeing Sophia''s determined expression, Hazel was rxed a bit. After returning home, she gave the


    paper bag to Emmanuel and told him Sophia''s thoughts.


    Emmanuel took the paper bag. He had a look at the shirt inside, and then put the bag away, but the


    smile at the corners of his eyes didn''t disappear until Hazel left.


    Hazel looked at her brother, and didn''t know whether to feel happy or sad for him.


    Sophia''s hand was wounded, so she could skip the breakfast and dinner at the Berry vi, but when


    Stephen took a bath at night, she still had to wait by him.


    Sophia lowered her eyebrows shyly, trying to avoid Stephen''s naked body. But when she was wiping


    his body, Stephen''s obvious upright male symbol still made Sophia feel embarrassed.


    After wiping, she breathed a sigh of relief secretly. She took the towel and turned to leave, but Stephen


    held her wrist.


    "Mr. Berry..." Sophia tried to pull her hands back, but she failed.


    Stephen took a step forward, and his naked body was about to stick to Sophia. And she could clearly


    feel the heat radiating from his body. She was so hot that she began to sweat.


    Stephen looked at her condescendingly. He spoke with a nice but icy voice, and there was an


    inexplicable feeling in his voice today.


    "I heard that you said, in this world, you might have a rtionship with any man, but it was impossible


    to have the kind of rtionship with me as Hazel thought."


    Sophia looked up in astonishment: How could he know what she told Hazel around noon?


    Stephen let go of her wrist, but began to pinch her chin with his cool fingers. He lifted her chin up


    slowly. While looking at her impable facial features, he asked casually, "What kind of rtionship is


    it in Hazel’s eyes?"


    He lowered his head slowly, getting closer and closer to her. The air he exhaled when he spoke


    sprayed on her face.


    "Tell me. What kind of rtionship is it?"


    His fingers strengthened gradually and hurt her.


    Sophia was looking at Stephen seriously. In the past, she thought Stephen hated her and wanted to


    insult her, but ording to the current situation, it seemed that it had changed unconsciously.


    Sophia bit her lip and said: "Mr. Berry, you..."


    His fingers pinched her chin harder, and she frowned in pain. Just when she wanted to remind Stephen


    to let her go, the fingers on her chin moved away. Then, she tightened her waist, when a big hand was


    ced on the back of her head. Stephen kissed her with his cold lips.


    His breathing was hot and his kisses were anxious. He was so powerful that Sophia couldn''t get rid of


    him no matter how hard she struggled.


    "woo, woo, woo." Sophia cried with her lips being suppressed.


    Stephen ignored her, but hugged and kissed her harder. There were uncontroble feelings in the hugs


    and kisses, as well as obvious anger and unwillingness.


    He came to her for revenge! To watch her would rather die than live! But what was the result? He was


    fascinated by her, and uncontrobly fell in love with her. What was even more hateful was that in her


    eyes, Stephen was a man she would never want to have any rtionship with!